Kimberly in the media.
Kimberly ❤️
I danced around in my room as I listened to Birthday Cake by Rihanna. Knowing that it's my birthday, and I just turned 23.
Anyway, hello, I'm Kimberly Jordan. I was 22 but now I'm 23 😊. Everyone calls me KJ, so I would prefer that.
My best friend is Monica. We've been through so much together, it's crazy.
I grew up in New Orleans, Louisiana. I moved to Dallas, Texas after a very abusive relationship.
I am related to Odell Beckham Jr. He's my 24 year old cousin who plays receiver for the New York Giants, and he's my best friend. I haven't talked to him since 12 this morning though.
Probably because out in Jersey, it was 2AM due to time differences.
What the hell was he doing up at that time?
I'm not worried about that right now. I'm just on the rural fact that my boyfriend has yet to walk through that apartment door.
Boyfriend? Yes, I said boyfriend. Rayne Dakota Prescott is my boyfriend. He goes by Dak Prescott, but I either call him babe, baby or pretty boy. It doesn't really matter to him.
Dak is the starting Quarterback for the Dallas Cowboys, due to Tony Romo's injury.
But, I am a dancer, me and Monica mostly make up our own choreography. We own a dance studio downtown. Not very far from AT&T Stadium, where the boys play.
Not a big fan of sports, but ever since meeting Dak, it was impossible. Football games are exciting.
Now, his goal is to get me to a Mavericks game and a Rangers game.
Anyway, once the song went off, I turned off my Spotify app and walked out of my room. I walked down the hall, headed toward the kitchen. That's where I saw Monica in boy shorts and one of Ezekiel Elliott's old college shirts.
Oh yeah, she's going out with Ezekiel Elliott. Ezekiel plays as the Running Back for the Cowboys. As America's team, they have to be the best.
So on, I walk up next to her.
"What ya doing?" I say, looking over her shoulder.
She chuckled.
"I'm making breakfast. For the birthday girl, her man who takes 50 hours to get here with my boyfriend, and me." She said, smiling.
I smile back.
"Thank you so much Mo." I say.
"No problem. Now get outta here. I'll let you know when Dak and Zeke are here." She said.
I nod and head back to my room. I crawl into my queen sized bed, and lean up against the plush leather head board.
I pull my laptop onto my lap and open up some of our recorded videos. Once I put on my beats headphones, the world was dead to me.
*****
About 30 minutes later, and I'm still occupied on my laptop, Dak makes his way into my bedroom.
